Chapter 35: Dylan, We Met a Three-Headed Dog!
Ron scratched his head and was about to speak, but Harry covered his mouth.
"Ahahaha, good evening, Dylan... you, go to sleep, haha..."
With his mouth covered, Ron couldn't speak, but he nodded hurriedly, like a chicken pecking rice.
"Let's go, let's go." Harry pulled Ron.
The two turned around in a panic, using both hands and feet, stumbling, and holding their breath, not daring to make too much noise.
They gently lifted their feet and then slowly put them down.
They looked like two guilty thieves.
They stretched their hands forward slightly, grabbing in the air to maintain their balance.
When they reached the door, they ran out, but before leaving, they carefully closed the door.
Ron even mouthed to Dylan through the crack in the door: "Go to sleep."
"Are these two... a little sick in the head?"
Dylan saw the whole process and was speechless.
He wasn't that sleepy now. These two fools had completely woken him up.
"Didn't I say I wouldn't get involved in this? They actually woke me up in the middle of the night?"
To be honest, Dylan was a little unhappy.
Of course, this had nothing to do with his morning grumpiness~
After pondering for a moment, he sighed helplessly.
"Sigh..."
He looked down at the little Coal Ball, which had poked its head out of the quilt, its eyes flashing with the same eerie light as his.
Dylan stretched out two fingers and pinched its little head.
"They are also my friends. Follow them and help them if necessary."
"Moo!"
Little Coal Ball called out in a low voice.
It knew that there were other people sleeping in the dormitory.
"Go, didn't you meet a lot of partners here?"
Although he brought Coal Ball here today and told it to stay in the dormitory.
But in fact, this little guy must have sneaked out to have fun.
Because...
Tonight, when Professor McGonagall was tutoring him.
She mentioned it.
A little Crup was sneaking around the school.
It even ran to the Forbidden Forest and mingled with a group of wild magical creatures.
The point was, after this little Crup returned to Hogwarts.
Although it didn't attract the attention of too many little wizards, it sneaked into the restricted area.
In the end, she noticed this little guy when she passed by.
Hagrid had mentioned to her and Dumbledore that Dylan wanted to keep a Crup.
She immediately thought that this Crup might be Dylan's pet, so she asked the house-elf to bring it back to the dormitory.
Otherwise, if this little Crup continued to run around, it might be caught by Filch.
After listening to Professor McGonagall's words, Dylan immediately realized that the professor was pointing him out.
What else could he say?
He could only vaguely tell Professor McGonagall about keeping the Crup.
Fortunately, Professor McGonagall didn't continue to ask for more details. She just told him not to waste too much time on pets, but also to take good care of them.
Dylan naturally agreed.
Of course, Dylan didn't intend to blame Coal Ball for this.
Coal Ball had been with him for a long time and had been staying in the pet space.
It was finally able to be released openly, so why couldn't it have some fun?
It didn't bite off a little wizard's head and eat it. Dylan didn't think there was any problem with it walking around.
"Moo..."
Coal Ball originally raised its head arrogantly.
But after hearing Dylan's words, it blinked guiltily and shrank its neck.
"Go, remember to be careful."
He tapped little Coal Ball's head with his index finger.
"Whoosh"
Coal Ball's figure rushed out instantly.
When Coal Ball approached the door, its figure became strangely illusory and then went straight through the door.
Dylan lay back on the bed.
Fortunately, his sleep quality was really good.
He fell asleep again in a while.
This time, no one disturbed him, and he slept until dawn.
Because Harry and the others woke him up in the middle of the night, he woke up once in the middle.
As a result, he didn't get up too early this time.
He looked at the time, it was about half past six in the morning.
He turned his head and saw that Harry and Ron had returned and were still sleeping soundly.
Little Coal Ball was lazily nestled between his legs.
He shook his head and told Coal Ball to stay in the dormitory.
He got up to pack up, go out to see his owl, then look at the potion notes, and then go have breakfast and prepare for class.
Coal Ball's fur was like black silk. Feeling the master's movements, it twitched its ears, turned over, and curled up in the quilt.
He walked out the door in the morning light.
Dylan finished his morning routine step by step.
Then he came to the Great Hall.
At this time, many little wizards had come to eat.
Several teachers were sitting on the teacher's table.
"Hey! Dylan, over here!"
Just walking into the Great Hall, Dylan saw Harry and Ron waving at him on the Gryffindor table.
He walked over slowly and sat next to Harry.
Ron looked excited.
He looked around.
He lowered his head, lowered his voice, and said to Dylan, "My goodness, you don't know how wonderful it was last night!"
Dylan blinked: "Wow, how wonderful?"
Ron didn't hear Dylan's flat tone for a while and grinned.
"It's a pity you didn't come!"
"Also, that Malfoy is really not a good person. He clearly said he wanted to duel, but he secretly played tricks and notified Filch!"
"This is different from what you said, Dylan. He didn't notify Professor Snape."
Looking at Ron's smug expression, Dylan opened his mouth: "Wow! He's really terrible."
"Right?" Ron couldn't help but curl his lips when he thought of Malfoy.
Hermione on the side supported her forehead.
Didn't this guy notice Dylan's attitude?
"You're stupid. No matter who Malfoy notified, didn't he tell the teachers in the end? Dylan's reminder was right!"
This time it was Ron's turn to blink.
But he didn't dwell on this matter too much, and continued: "Then we were chased by Filch. Mrs. Norris was also chasing us!"
"Fortunately, they were suddenly attracted by something else. I don't know if it was other students, but we ran into Peeves. That guy drove us all the way to the restricted area on the fourth floor!"
"Guess what? We actually saw a three-headed dog there! My goodness, that three-headed dog was so big that it could swallow me in one bite!"
Dylan forked a piece of salad and chewed, giving enough emotional value.
"Oh! That's terrible."
At this time, Ron also reacted.
He looked at Dylan and glared.
"Hey!"
(End of chapter)
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